Chapter 177 Persistence
After the battle, Shen Qingyi quickly took a few pills, closed his eyes, and allowed his body to absorb the medicinal power of the pills to the maximum extent.
It's only half a quarter of an hour, still too short.
The rules did not change because she was injured.
The moment the bell rings, a new battle begins again.
"Jiang Sheng challenges Shen Qingyi!"
The pain in the body still existed, and every movement would involve physical injuries, making Shen Qingyi's face paler.
But this is the third game, she can't give up. As long as she wins this game, she will get some time to rest, and then she will have the opportunity to enter the next game!
Fight to the end!
"drink!"
The stone axe split the ground, and Shen Qingyi was covered in rubble.
Jiang Sheng showed no mercy.
This is how fighting is. Instead of showing mercy to his opponent and giving him a chance, he would rather keep that opportunity for himself!
"Axe!"
The force of the axe was so strong that Shen Qingyi had to avoid its edge, but because his injuries had not yet healed and the medicinal power of the elixir in his body had not been fully absorbed, Shen Qingyi's speed was greatly weakened.
He stepped back again, holding the Saint Executioner in front of his chest.
Jiang Sheng on the opposite side did not give Shen Qingyi too many opportunities. Every time Shen Qingyi was about to draw a talisman, he would rush forward desperately to stop Shen Qingyi from continuing his actions.
Shen Qingyi also slowed down a lot and was stopped repeatedly.
The wounds on my body haven't healed yet, but they are added to my injuries.
The more painful the feeling, the more numb it gradually becomes in extreme cases of a big knife.
"Shen Qingyi!"
Jiang Sheng gathered all his strength into the stone axe.
The Feng Shui spiritual power in Shen Qingyi's body surged to the extreme. She knew that she had to fight to the end, otherwise, the longer she fought, the more disadvantageous it would be for her.
“Tear!”
Blood splattered, the stone axe fell, and blood and flesh flew on Shen Qingyi's back.
And at this moment, Shen Qing suddenly turned around and slapped the Zhusheng Sword in his hand forward with all his strength.
The full-strength attack condensed the spirit of water. At the moment it landed on Jiang Sheng, Shen Qingyi raised his right hand in the air and swung it quickly.
As Jiang Sheng's retreating figure released the force, he was met with Shen Qingyi's second attack.
The huge rune exploded.
Energy flew, Jiang Sheng was knocked off the ring, and Shen Qingyi's body couldn't help but step back a few steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Qingyi's face was as pale as paper.
Shen Qingyi shook his head, allowing his somewhat fuzzy consciousness to gradually become clear.
He stuffed the pills in the storage space into his mouth as if they were free.
Shen Qingyi on the ring finally won the first game.
On the high platform, She Zijiang couldn't help but frown when he looked at the body stained with blood, especially the wounds with flesh and blood flying around and deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.
He had seen more serious injuries in the world of immortal cultivation, but when he saw the wounds and miserable appearance of his own disciples, he still couldn't bear it.
Shen Qingyi's spiritual power surged all over his body, and almost all the spiritual power in the vicinity gathered towards Shen Qingyi. This action made some of the monks watching him gasp in amazement again.
There were still battles going on in other arenas. After Shen Qingyi's fight was over, some cultivators went to other arenas to watch the competition.
At this moment, the news in the world of immortal cultivation was in an uproar.
The geniuses of Lingdao Sect this year are much stronger than in the past!
Especially the few dark horses that emerged among them!
This made everyone look forward to the competition among the five major immortal sects.
(End of this chapter)
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